Re: Halloween Havok: European Championship- Jeff Jarrett (c) vs Big Show
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As the hard rockin' entrance by Maylene and the Sons of Disaster plays, the UWF European Champion, Jeff Jarrett, steps majestically onto the stage; his championship belt draped over his right shoulder. He's wearing his all white suit with the smoke from his pyro making it seem as though he steps though the fire.
After raising his guitar to the sky, the crowd erupts. A look of utter concentration and pure purpose on his face, he begins the march down to the ring. He doesn't acknowledge the fans, but simpley walks down the ramp watching Big Show and Ric Flair the whole way. He wastes no time ascending the steps and getting into the ring.
Jeff Jarrett: SERIOUSLY? You think comin’ out with Ric Flair makes you look serious? Comin’ out here with a man who, with all due respect, RIC, should know it’s WAY past time to hang up the boots? Not being man enough to come out here on your own as I just did and face me like a man? That makes you look serious? Nah, that makes you look desperate. Or, maybe, smart. I mean, you got no heat just bein’ yourself or showing off your three moves you’ve been draggin’ through the ring every match for the past fifteen years or so. So, I guess what would be better than trying live off the juice of the oldest…I mean the dirtiest player in the game? You can’t get reaction from the crowd so you start blindsiding people and pulling the cheap shots to get someone to notice you. Yeah, you’re serious alright; SERIOUSLY DESPERATE!!
Jeff Jarrett: You call me stupid. Yeah, my daddy always told me I didn’t know when ta quit. I’d always be the first kid to jump off the top of the house or do something on a dare. But he called it something else. It wasn’t stupid or gutsy. He called it being a Jarrett. Being a Jarrett meant NEVER backin’ down from anybody no matter who they were or how big a name or back up they had! Being a Jarrett meant backin’ every joke, every snide remark, everything that came outta your mouth with the determination to follow through. Being a Jarrett meant expecting more outta yourself; Greatness was just a family heritage. And being a Jarrett means many things are about to get messy at Halloween Havoc! Flair, that bump you have on that pointed head of yours is just the beginning if you get in the ring with me again. If YOU’RE smart, NATURE BOY, you’ll go back home to North Carolina and stay there and leave SHOW to flounder on his own!
As the crowd erupts in agreement, Jeff paces around the ring with his guitar over one shoulder and his championship belt across the other.
Jeff Jarrett: Because, unlike yourself, I’ve got plenty of gas left in the engine! In the last couple of years, I went into one of the most respected programs in all wrestling, the AAA in Mexico, and took its highest honor. What have you done lately, Ric? Elbow dropped your jacket? Nice. You walked into my organization and started a new legacy in FORTUNE. Where’s that goin’, Ric? Yeah, exactly. You show up and relive some nostalgia and, then, can’t finish shows you were scheduled to headline. Oh, wait, that was a torn rotator cuff and torn left triceps ago, wasn’t it, Flair. How is it exactly that your cleared to compete at all, Natch?
This gets a few off microphone comments from Ric Flair. But Jarrett isn't close to done.
Jeff Jarrett: Don’t get me wrong. Being in this business as long as I have, you learn to respect the people who built the business. People like Hulk Hogan, Randy Savage, God Rest his soul. People like Arn and Ole Anderson. Groups like the FOUR HORSEMEN and people like Ric Flair. It was people like you who laid the foundation and I appreciate that. But, I think it’s time you actually pass the torch onto another generation like I’ve tried to do Ric! And the Big Show ain’t the torch bearer you’re looking for. The fact of the matter is people like you and Show need to step back from the FOUNDATION and let those who still have a chance to impact build the house! And right now, Ric…SHOW…I got the hammer!
He lifts the European Championship high.
Jeff Jarrett: But I’m tired of talking about the past. Which brings me to the man most directly in my future. Paul Wight, the WORLD’S LARGEST ATHLETE…THE BIG SHOW. You’ve had quite a career. And, to think, that all those years ago in WCW when we were trading wins and proving nothing that we’d be facing each other in 2012 like this, huh? Some say we’re rushing to the end of the world this year. I don’t know. Maybe their right. Maybe their wrong. But I do know this. If you think stepping into the ring with yours truly is gonna be a cake walk, you’re in for a rude awakening and, for you, the end is near.
Jarrett pulls up his left arm to show his watch which he starts to tap with his right hand as if to say, TICK TOCK, TICK TOCK.
Jeff Jarrett: You think jumpin’ my friends is gonna leave me helpless without any back up? Wow, SHOW, I think you’ve should look in the mirror. I mean, when I came here, I told everybody why I came back and why I came to UWF. And that was to clear out the rabble that was playin’ with this business I hold dear. And I’ve systematically cleared the way for someone like you to rocket to the top, my friend. Anything you think you just did, I was here doing ahead of ya, Big Guy! And I did that by myself, don’t lie to yourself! I respect Del Rio and Ricky, but I don’t need them to beat the likes of you! Hell, I’ve been standin’ up to blowhards like you all my life. Big’uns stompin’ around like they’re invincible. And all they are is another on a long list of ‘usta bes’ that Jeff Jarrett put down in the ring!
Jeff stares right at Show for a long time and, then, as the crowd erupts, he raises his guitar high in the air.
Jeff Jarrett: I don’t even need this to take you out, Big Guy! That’s why I’m leaving it behind at HALLOWEEN HAVOC!
He ceremoniously tosses it out of the ring and turns back to his opponent.
Jeff Jarrett: You wanna be taken seriously? You wanna make your place in history, SHOW? Well, I think you know the road to greatness here on SMACKDOWN runs right through PLANET JARRETT. So, instead of rantin’ and ravin’ like a lunatic, how about you grow a pair and STEP UP, cause I’m on it!
As the hard rockin' entrance by Maylene and the Sons of Disaster plays, the UWF European Champion, Jeff Jarrett, steps majestically onto the stage; his championship belt draped over his right shoulder. He's wearing his all white suit with the smoke from his pyro making it seem as though he steps though the fire.
After raising his guitar to the sky, the crowd erupts. A look of utter concentration and pure purpose on his face, he begins the march down to the ring. He doesn't acknowledge the fans, but simpley walks down the ramp watching Big Show and Ric Flair the whole way. He wastes no time ascending the steps and getting into the ring.
Jeff Jarrett: SERIOUSLY? You think comin’ out with Ric Flair makes you look serious? Comin’ out here with a man who, with all due respect, RIC, should know it’s WAY past time to hang up the boots? Not being man enough to come out here on your own as I just did and face me like a man? That makes you look serious? Nah, that makes you look desperate. Or, maybe, smart. I mean, you got no heat just bein’ yourself or showing off your three moves you’ve been draggin’ through the ring every match for the past fifteen years or so. So, I guess what would be better than trying live off the juice of the oldest…I mean the dirtiest player in the game? You can’t get reaction from the crowd so you start blindsiding people and pulling the cheap shots to get someone to notice you. Yeah, you’re serious alright; SERIOUSLY DESPERATE!!
Jeff Jarrett: You call me stupid. Yeah, my daddy always told me I didn’t know when ta quit. I’d always be the first kid to jump off the top of the house or do something on a dare. But he called it something else. It wasn’t stupid or gutsy. He called it being a Jarrett. Being a Jarrett meant NEVER backin’ down from anybody no matter who they were or how big a name or back up they had! Being a Jarrett meant backin’ every joke, every snide remark, everything that came outta your mouth with the determination to follow through. Being a Jarrett meant expecting more outta yourself; Greatness was just a family heritage. And being a Jarrett means many things are about to get messy at Halloween Havoc! Flair, that bump you have on that pointed head of yours is just the beginning if you get in the ring with me again. If YOU’RE smart, NATURE BOY, you’ll go back home to North Carolina and stay there and leave SHOW to flounder on his own!
As the crowd erupts in agreement, Jeff paces around the ring with his guitar over one shoulder and his championship belt across the other.
Jeff Jarrett: Because, unlike yourself, I’ve got plenty of gas left in the engine! In the last couple of years, I went into one of the most respected programs in all wrestling, the AAA in Mexico, and took its highest honor. What have you done lately, Ric? Elbow dropped your jacket? Nice. You walked into my organization and started a new legacy in FORTUNE. Where’s that goin’, Ric? Yeah, exactly. You show up and relive some nostalgia and, then, can’t finish shows you were scheduled to headline. Oh, wait, that was a torn rotator cuff and torn left triceps ago, wasn’t it, Flair. How is it exactly that your cleared to compete at all, Natch?
This gets a few off microphone comments from Ric Flair. But Jarrett isn't close to done.
Jeff Jarrett: Don’t get me wrong. Being in this business as long as I have, you learn to respect the people who built the business. People like Hulk Hogan, Randy Savage, God Rest his soul. People like Arn and Ole Anderson. Groups like the FOUR HORSEMEN and people like Ric Flair. It was people like you who laid the foundation and I appreciate that. But, I think it’s time you actually pass the torch onto another generation like I’ve tried to do Ric! And the Big Show ain’t the torch bearer you’re looking for. The fact of the matter is people like you and Show need to step back from the FOUNDATION and let those who still have a chance to impact build the house! And right now, Ric…SHOW…I got the hammer!
He lifts the European Championship high.
Jeff Jarrett: But I’m tired of talking about the past. Which brings me to the man most directly in my future. Paul Wight, the WORLD’S LARGEST ATHLETE…THE BIG SHOW. You’ve had quite a career. And, to think, that all those years ago in WCW when we were trading wins and proving nothing that we’d be facing each other in 2012 like this, huh? Some say we’re rushing to the end of the world this year. I don’t know. Maybe their right. Maybe their wrong. But I do know this. If you think stepping into the ring with yours truly is gonna be a cake walk, you’re in for a rude awakening and, for you, the end is near.
Jarrett pulls up his left arm to show his watch which he starts to tap with his right hand as if to say, TICK TOCK, TICK TOCK.
Jeff Jarrett: You think jumpin’ my friends is gonna leave me helpless without any back up? Wow, SHOW, I think you’ve should look in the mirror. I mean, when I came here, I told everybody why I came back and why I came to UWF. And that was to clear out the rabble that was playin’ with this business I hold dear. And I’ve systematically cleared the way for someone like you to rocket to the top, my friend. Anything you think you just did, I was here doing ahead of ya, Big Guy! And I did that by myself, don’t lie to yourself! I respect Del Rio and Ricky, but I don’t need them to beat the likes of you! Hell, I’ve been standin’ up to blowhards like you all my life. Big’uns stompin’ around like they’re invincible. And all they are is another on a long list of ‘usta bes’ that Jeff Jarrett put down in the ring!
Jeff stares right at Show for a long time and, then, as the crowd erupts, he raises his guitar high in the air.
Jeff Jarrett: I don’t even need this to take you out, Big Guy! That’s why I’m leaving it behind at HALLOWEEN HAVOC!
He ceremoniously tosses it out of the ring and turns back to his opponent.
Jeff Jarrett: You wanna be taken seriously? You wanna make your place in history, SHOW? Well, I think you know the road to greatness here on SMACKDOWN runs right through PLANET JARRETT. So, instead of rantin’ and ravin’ like a lunatic, how about you grow a pair and STEP UP, cause I’m on it!
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